Greetings from a humble son of the south. I come looking for the mad ones, "mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time ..."
Please pardon me while I admire your beauty and attempt to share my wit with a sinister smirk aimed in your general direction.
Please pardon me while I admire your beauty and attempt to share my wit with a sinister smirk aimed in your general direction.
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Greetings from a humble son of New England.